Expedition to Europe

That night, Qin Zhiyuan and his team worked under the dim light of lanterns until midnight.

At midnight, with the arrival of another batch of military supplies, the 300 Chinese workers who stayed in Amiens also rushed to the Capi front.

"Old Huang, your jaw dropped to the ground." Seeing Huang Fugui coming with the convoy, Qin Zhiyuan joked.

As early as when he was on the "Victory News", Huang Fugui had completely surrendered to Qin Zhiyuan. Qin Zhiyuan and Huang Fugui had just separated for a day. When Huang Fugui saw Qin Zhiyuan again, his eyes were subconsciously moist and he couldn't take his eyes off him. He felt that he had missed Qin Zhiyuan for a long time.

"Qin, Mr. Qin, what are you doing..." Huang Fugui was surprised, dumbfounded, and stammered.

When they separated yesterday, Qin Zhiyuan was still wearing a labor uniform with the number 10086 and a pair of cloth shoes on his feet.

Goodbye Qin Zhiyuan. Because his original uniform was damaged and stained with blood, Qin Zhiyuan had changed into a blue-gray French officer uniform. Except for the collar and armbands that did not indicate the military rank, it was exactly the same as the uniform of the French officers. He wore an armband with a red cross logo on his arm, a yellow leather belt that was half as wide as a belt, and a yellow leather holster on it. In addition, he wore a cross-body telescope bag, a Cartier watch on his wrist, leather combat boots on his feet, and leather leggings on his calves. If Huang Fugui had not known Qin Zhiyuan, he would have thought that he was a French officer from an aristocratic family.

"Want it? There are plenty over there. Go get yourself a set and change into it. At least find a pair of suitable shoes." There were a large number of captured German military supplies in the French camp. Qin Zhiyuan, who was appreciated by the bishop, was no longer the same as before. He could take and use them at will.

"Really...really?" Huang Fugui looked at the leather combat boots on Qin Zhiyuan's feet with envy, a little bit unbelievable.

"Go find some and change them quickly. I'll find you later for something else." Qin Zhiyuan hadn't slept for two days and a night. Now he just wanted to find a place to take a nap and didn't even want to eat dinner.

"Okay, Mr. Qin, I'll go right away." Huang Fugui ran happily to the quartermaster's office, which was already surrounded by Chinese workers.

"Your foot is 24 cm long, you should wear size 42. Wait a minute, let me find it." The quartermaster in the crowd was busy and sweating, helping the Chinese workers find suitable shoes according to their requirements.

Although there were a lot of military supplies and captured supplies in the French camp, these things could not be used indiscriminately. First of all, clothing could not be mixed. If a Chinese worker wore a German uniform, he would be mistaken for a German and shot by the French in a minute, so the most convenient thing to change was shoes.

"Hey, Mr. Qin, what do you want to talk to me about?" Half an hour later, Huang Fugui stood in front of Qin Zhiyuan in high spirits. Although he was still wearing work clothes, he had changed into a pair of leather shoes on his feet, and he found a belt from somewhere and tied it around his waist. He looked quite energetic.

"Count our manpower and see what they did before and what skills they have. It's best to have martial arts and medical skills, and then carpenters, ironworkers, house builders, masons, etc., and you must record them in detail. Even if you can't do anything but farm, you must record them and show them to me tomorrow morning." Qin Zhiyuan took a nap and now he has recovered a lot of energy.

Those who have stayed up late know that when you are sleepy, you only need to rest for half an hour to an hour, even if it's only fifteen minutes, it can relieve a lot of fatigue. As long as you can ensure the quality of sleep and rest for fifteen minutes every few hours, you can keep this state for a week.

Qin Zhiyuan has received training in this area before.

"Just wait and see, Master Qin!" Huang Fugui had already treated Qin Zhiyuan as his "benefactor". After hearing Qin Zhiyuan's order, he immediately turned around and executed it.

Qin Zhiyuan turned around and came to the wounded camp to continue to help treat the wounded.

The doctors had been replaced by one group, the nurses had been replaced by two groups, and Mao Shiba and the others had gone back to rest. Among those who were still busy in the wounded camp in the afternoon, only Qin Zhiyuan was left.

When passing by the kitchen, Qin Zhiyuan asked for a piece of beef, then took two slices of bread, and walked towards the rescue camp while eating.

"Sir, you can rest for a while." The nurse in military uniform saw Qin Zhiyuan coming and reminded him softly in an admiring tone.

The miracle in the afternoon had spread throughout Kapi, and everyone knew Qin Zhiyuan, the "Oriental Overlord from the Far East". Everyone was full of respect for this man who could create miracles.

"I have rested well. If possible, I can work now." Qin Zhiyuan swallowed the last bite of bread, stretched out his hands with a smile, and signaled the nurse to help him disinfect.

"Okay, please wait." Qin Zhiyuan's sunny smile made the nurse blush inadvertently, and she was at a loss to help Qin Zhiyuan disinfect.

With the preparations completed, Qin Zhiyuan began to work.

"Sir, you are really admirable." The first wounded was a sergeant. The sergeant looked at Qin Zhiyuan with a focused expression and kneeled unconsciously.

"People who shed blood and sacrificed for the country are more worthy of admiration." Qin Zhiyuan spoke in a gentle tone, subconsciously affecting the wounded around him.

"You are also injured, I saw it." The sergeant's blue eyes revealed a colorful admiration, and his voice became more sincere.

"We are allies and brothers. God loves the world so much that he gave his only son to them, so that all who believe in him will not perish, but have eternal life." Since he has become half a "god stick", Qin Zhiyuan will make full use of it.

"Yes, we are brothers. God so loved the world that he gave his only son to them, so that whoever believes in him will not perish but have eternal life." The sergeant murmured to himself. In his heart, Qin Zhiyuan's busy figure had gradually merged with the illusory God: "You are really an angel sent by God."

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"Okay, brother, now have a good rest. I hope you will recover soon." Qin Zhiyuan had already treated the wound while speaking.

Qin Zhiyuan had received emergency rescue education before and could be considered half a military doctor. The difference between the military doctors in the 21st century and the medical methods in the early 20th century is a world of difference. Even Qin Zhiyuan, a "second knife" in the 21st century, only performed a simple operation in front of the French military doctor, and was immediately given the right to independently treat the wounded. Moreover, the wounded sent to Qin Zhiyuan for treatment were all of higher status.

"Thank you very much, Qin, you are the angel sent by God, coming here from the far east to save us, thank God." The sergeant major was excited and thanked him, and then began to search his pockets.

"No, you see, I don't lack anything now, I think you and your family need it more." The sergeant major's foot was blown off, and that foot can no longer be found, so the sergeant major's life will be very difficult in the second half of his life. Since Qin Zhiyuan has begun to act as a charlatan, he can't ask people for things anymore, it's so embarrassing.

"Family... Yes, I'm going home." The sergeant major looked at his feet with a bitter and confused face.

Those who can become sergeants are generally veterans who have fought for half their lives. They don't know what they will do or what they can do after leaving the army.

"Come on, brother, you are just changing your way to start your life again. Believe me, as long as you don't give up on yourself, God will bless you." As for the resettlement of veterans, it is still a social problem until the 21st century. Qin Zhiyuan is powerless and can only send his blessings.

"Thank you, thank you, God will bless you too." The sergeant finally couldn't hold back his tears, and his expression was moving: "You are my angel!"

Angel! This is Qin Zhiyuan's first well-known nickname in Europe.